A Red Red Rose

Musik: Aurelio | Text (schottisch): Robert Burns († 1796)

O, my luve is like a red red rose
That’s newly sprung in June
O, my luve is like the melodie
That’s sweetly play’d in tune

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass
So deep in luve am I
And I will luve thee still, my dear
Till a‘ the seas gang dry

Till a‘ the seas gang dry, my dear
And the rocks melt wi‘ the sun!
And I will luve thee still, my dear
While the sands o’life shall run

And fare thee weel, my only luve
And fare thee weel a while!
And I will come again, my luve
Tho‘ it were ten thousand mile!